I'm still tired all the time. My heart rate shoots up randomly, and I feel miserable. My doctor didn't really listen. I'm trying to work and deal with Dad's estate, but last Friday, I was at work and I needed to adjust my insulin. I was also worrying about having to go into the bank, and feeling bad because I haven't put out and obituary yet. I've been a diabetic forever. But last Friday, my exhausted brain completely spaced out, and I massively overdosed on insulin. And then finished work and went to drive home. I remember getting horribly sick. I was trying to pull over and grab my candy, but I was sweating so hard, my glasses fell off. I remember pulling into the median because I knew I had to get off the road. Then there were voices everywhere, but I felt too sick to answer. Next thing I knew I was in an ambulance. My sugar was 25. Miraculously, I did get the car parked by myself. A big rig noticed my struggle and called 911. I had my road id on, so they checked my sugar immediately. I did, however, have to pay quite a lot of money to get my car from impound.
I blame this all on Covid. My brain and body weren't perfect, but they were much more functional than this.
Be safe, folks. Take lots of naps and fluids. This thing isn't kidding around, and we don't really know who it all works yet.
